What I feel each day
Can not be explained away
The sorrow of what once was good
Can to this day be felt where we stood
You said to me that it was to last
That it would not be as in the past
Now I know it was all lies
I wish I had seen it in your eyes
The act itself left me broken
And the words of that pain can not be spoken
Except perhaps in these lines
I so wish I had seen the signs
Perhaps some day this all won't matter
But for now my heart has been shattered
Like broken glass it covers the cold floor
I don't think I can handle this anymore
Det där skrev jag idag, det fan bara fanns i mitt huvud och gnagde.. I know, it sucks balls. Men hej, jag är fan ingen expert.
Trots detta lilla.. Irritations moment av ångest, har jag fortfarande haft en rätt jobbig och ansträngande dag.
Mycket möten och sådant, så nu kan jag försöka slappna av och försöka ta det lugnt.
-V
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Allmänt KommenteraWhat I feel each day
Can not be explained away
The sorrow of what once was good
Can to this day be felt where we stood
You said to me that it was to last
That it would not be as in the past
Now I know it was all lies
I wish I had seen it in your eyes
The act itself left me broken
And the words of that pain can not be spoken
Except perhaps in these lines
I so wish I had seen the signs
Perhaps some day this all won't matter
But for now my heart has been shattered
Like broken glass it covers the cold floor
I don't think I can handle this anymore
Det där skrev jag idag, det fan bara fanns i mitt huvud och gnagde.. I know, it sucks balls. Men hej, jag är fan ingen expert.
Trots detta lilla.. Irritations moment av ångest, har jag fortfarande haft en rätt jobbig och ansträngande dag.
Mycket möten och sådant, så nu kan jag försöka slappna av och försöka ta det lugnt.
-V